
Date of issue: 30.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cup of Mephistopheles |
I found a place where nothing can touch me |
It seemed so perfect |
So unbelievable |
Nothing effects me |
No one to rush me |
When I’m laying in my six foot hole |
When did my heaven become this fucking hell? |
I quenched my voracity |
Indulging myself from the cup of Mephistopheles |
An efficacious potion of a puissant poison |
Like the sirens' call |
Its brilliance and allure are a glittering path to revel in a decadent, |
sick compulsion |
I returned to the chalice to drink again |
Enduring a taste so bitter for the sweetest sin |
Its virulence has corroded my soul |
So desperately begging for completion |
Toilsome and arduous |
Backbreaking it is to console |
One who comes face to face with their own depletion |
When did my heaven become this fucking hell? |
This paradise comes at a price |
So you’ll suffer well in a private hell |
This paradise comes at a price |
So you’ll suffer well in a private hell |
I quenched my voracity |
Indulging myself from the cup of Mephistopheles |
An efficacious potion of a puissant poison |
Like the sirens' call |
Its brilliance and allure are a glittering path to revel in a decadent, |
sick compulsion |
There’s a monster somewhere inside |
I keep him at bay |
I keep him denied |
When he wants to come and play |
It possesses me when my strength is rendered thin |
It caresses me when I’m reveling in sin |
I found a place where nothing can touch me |
When my strength is rendered thin |
It seemed so perfect |
So unbelievable |
When I’m reveling in sin |
Nothing effects me |
No one to rush me |
When my strength is rendered thin |
When I’m laying in my six foot hole |
When did my heaven become this fucking hell? |